99kdh · 4 years ago
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If Only
[4:40pm]
“Joochan, no.”
“Joochan, yes!”
With that very convincing statement he turns back around and flips the pancake.You watch as it flies through the air, beautiful in a strange way, and lands with a slap while folding in half. You snicker as Joochan panics and tries to flip the other half over without breaking or something. 
He must succeed because he lets out a little happy noise and points the spatula in your face.
“Told ya I could do it.”
You’d come up with a retort but something about the sun comes through the window to give him a halo effect. You really would call him an angel, too. Though certainly not out loud. 
He came into your life like a breaking wave. Soft and sweet but with that layer of chaos you only see with other friends or once you know him well enough.
The chaos that leads to him insisting on making you a pancake at 4:42 in the afternoon. Though if he looks that happy all the time you won’t complain. 
You must be staring because when he starts waving the pancakes in your face his cheeks are stained pink. You stare intensely at the pancake when he puts it down and will him not to ask. 
“I wish someone would stare at me the way you’re staring at that pancake. A guy’s dream, wow,” Joochan jokes.
“If only you knew,” you mutter, quiet but still loud enough for him to hear since he keeps moving closer.
“Huh? If only I knew what?” 
His hand is resting on your shoulder and if you turned your faces would be entirely too close. After a few seconds of furiously shoving pancake in your mouth to avoid speaking Joochan whispers. 
“I wish you knew.”
He jolts when you hum in response and you can feel him get closer and his breaths now land on your cheek. 
Like some sort of impulse takes over he leans over and leaves a kiss on your cheek, a respectful distance from your mouth but distinctly romantic nonetheless. If the heavy flush on his cheeks after didn’t tell you that. He moves back a little but freezes and you take the chance to leave a kiss on his cheek then barely a brush against his nose as he moves away.
His head falls and his hair moves, allowing you to see his ears burning hot. 
Joochan lifts his head a little and looks at you from under his lashes with his eyes wide and shining. 
“I. I really like you, just to be clear. Do you wanna go on a date with me sometime?” 
His voice is soft and hesitant like you hadn’t returned the soft kisses just a moment before. 
You take one of his hands and he looks up to make more solid eye contact and you smile. 
“Let’s go, right now. Just you and me.”
*A*
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